#he's a sweet marshmallow

[obihoebikenobi]

Logan likes kissing. Like, really likes kissing.

Every time he comes home from work and finds Wade lounging on the couch, he clambers over and presses a kiss to to the top of Wade's head, asking him about his day. When Logan finds him in the kitchen cooking breakfast, he wraps his arms around Wade from behind, kissing down his neck, asking how he slept. Right before going to sleep Logan presses a closed lip kiss to Wade's lips, another to his cheek, and it's goddamn irritating because Logan's such a fucking tease and he doesn't even seem to realize it.

Logan seems to like making out on the couch more than he likes having sex, always taking copious amounts of time to lick into Wade's mouth, suck open mouthed kisses underneath his chin, all the way down to his chest.

Of course they have sex, lot's of sex, all the time, but the soft shit? Logan does it all the time, almost like he doesn't have to think about it.

Walking two blocks down the street to the grocery store? Logan's holding Wade's hand. Riding the train? Logan's pressed up close, arm wrapped around Wade's shoulders. Busy Saturday market? Logan's pushing through the crowds, leading Wade to an open spot in the park, smiling and pressing a kiss to his forehead, asking if he wants a croissant.

It annoys Wade, not because he doesn't like it, but because it's so fucking gentle and sickly sweet and so different from the Logan he first knew who would bite Wade's damn head off and shove him up against the wall, all possessive and shit.

One day Wade asks him about it, and Logan smiles all fondly at him, cupping his cheeks, looking straight into his eyes like they're starring in a fucking hallmark holiday movie.

"Because I love you," Logan says matter-of-factly, "When I see you, I kiss you. Want my hands on you all the time. Want to make you feel good, bub."

And maybe Wade doesn't miss the possessive manhandling after all.

[myrkulitescourge]

the way that one line from the new epilogue in an astarion romance is going to HAUNT me

just. what a profoundly intense thing to confess to someone.

like, just these six months of newfound happiness with you exerts a force on his heart equal and in direct opposition to two centuries of endless torment, the gnawing hunger and exploitation. this flashbulb-bright fraction of his long life holds the same gravity to him as years upon years of darkness and suffering.

in all likelihood, he hasn’t even known his lover for as long as his worst memory lasted, that year sealed away to go mad from starvation and sensory deprivation, yet he still tells them this brief time has been so fundamentally and powerfully important that the weight of even that unimaginable hell is vanishingly small compared to this present he has now and the future ahead of them both.

how am i supposed to act normal about this.

[sourmiiiilk]

Random kiss attack on seung-min because he's my beloved cannibal husbando.

[thewalrusespublicist]

'He was the PR Beatle; always conscious of their public image and of keeping everyone happy. He had a sunny, outgoing nature. It was fairly important to Paul that everybody liked him. 'This was demonstrated in Manila when a nasty situation arose over a mix-up between The Beatles' PR and President Ferdinand and Imelda Marcos. After their concert the boys were sitting in the aircraft waiting to go home, not realising anything untoward was going on. But at the Palace, the Marcos's were sitting, waiting for them to arrive and sign autographs. Nobody had told The Beatles. 'Somebody arrived at the plane to tell them to get off and go to the Palace. They had surrounded the plane with troops and the ground staff had downed tools to prevent it taking off. It was becoming an international incident. 'Paul could be seen through one of the aircraft windows, smiling; in fact he was angrily chewing the band's publicist Tony Barrow's head off. Paul realised he could be seen and that he was being photographed, so he kept on looking happy...

Brian Epstein's secretary Joanne Peterson on Paul, 2007

Paul, girl sometimes you scare me.

[teaandinanity]

I love my character in The Golden Rose so much. His stat screen is basically like

[eggbagelz]

DRAGON AGE INQUISITOR. TELL. romance planned??? background???? class???

YEAG

This here's Neleus, my dalish mage Inquisitor <33333 to sum him up he puts on an air of. "Shit-togetherness", for lack of a better term, when he has to do inquisitor stuff or make himself seem intimidating but hes very much a gentle soul whos very earnest and honest and that honesty is why so many people in his inner circle are so devoted to him [outside of the like. Accidentally maybe a prophet thing yk how it is]

Hes romancing dorian! Theyre both stupid as hell! Dorian keeps putting his foot in his mouth w regards to elves and neleus has no idea how to recognize flirting nor does he know hes into men! It's good times

[dumpsterbabytrunks]

i think my heart might explode LOOK AT HIM

[baronvontribble]

mooooaaaarrr

there's some gore in this one fair warning (it's fallout gore happens)

[laslow]

“ Guess I owe you an apology. We tried as hard as we could but still ended up here, huh? ”  Lapis tries to keep things light, but she knows that at the end of the day, it was still a matter of fact that the two of them had been eliminated together. She'd been counting on him to support her, it's true, but he was counting on her just as much, wasn't she?

And yet still, here they are, separated from the few remaining Snakes left.  “ I wanted us to win, but... we still got some points for our buddies, and I had a crazy but fun time working with you. Let's do it again sometime! Er... with less sneaking around, OK? ”

It didn't seem like either of their fortes after all.

Lapis, apologizing to him? That should be his line--he let her take all the risks while he hardly did anything!

"While I accept, you have nothing to apologize for, Lapis. You were amazing in those old ruins! I'm the one that owes you an apology. I hardly did anything beyond sneaking past a wolf or two." One corner of his mouth tilts up. "By the by, thank you for all your hard work."

He understands where she's coming from, though. All that effort amounting to nothing stings. It's normal, to place that blame on yourself. "Heh, I was sure we'd emerge on top! At least we left everyone with something to remember us by."

Now he smiles in earnest. "The pleasure was all mine, my darling! I'm fairly light on my feet, just not for sneaking. I'd love to spar with you sometime--or perhaps you'll join me for some tea this afternoon?"

[bylertruther]

fantasy au where will finds dragon eggs in his lil castle byers nook in the wilderness equivalent, but hardly anyone thinks they'll ever actually hatch even if they do indulge him and his fantasies about those old fossils.

still, will always makes sure to keep them safe and warm, tending to them with the same sweetness he treats all creatures. he talks to them so they're not lonely by telling them about his day as he's settling into bed and playing them music when he gets ready in the morning. he changes the blankets they nest in, wrapping them up nice and snug. he laces up his boots and ventures out to retrieve them always, no matter the weather, whenever lonnie's had enough of his delusions and thrown them away somewhere, hoping that he'll finally give up on this boyish folly of his.

mike is different, though. he's always had faith in will's dragon eggs, and he's actually the first person that will showed them to (something something it's part of those "special privileges" he's always bragging about to dustin and lucas). he made will a list of all the names he thinks might fit them, for when they hatch of course, and it's one that they're constantly adding to whenever they think of a new one.

will's never said it aloud, but while he fully supports this list, and appreciates it dearly, he's always intended on letting mike name the blue one whatever he so desires. they're his dragons, yes, but will trusts mike and he wants him to be a part of this. he is a part of this already, he always has been, and will would have it no other way.

[radioisntdead]

Accidentally stumbled onto the dark side of Tumblr again, DEAR GRACE SOME FOLKS NEED INTENSE THERAPY, or need to stop doing drugs, maybe both, my eyes, my poor, poor eyes, I need a holy water and bleach combo

Also I should watch gravity falls again

[scribbling-dragon]

sometimes I think about my years as a scout. and then wonder how im still alive/sane

[penelope-regulus]

Gosh he's so ugly -- look at him:

But I love him for that too.

[downtherabbitholewithlucy]

A smile certified to melt hearts

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[crystalkitty1220]

DISABILITY AWARENESS MONTH

I INTRODUCE TO YOU OUR OC JAEL WHO IS A MAGIC BOY BUT HAS CHRONIC PAIN IN HIS LEG I GET TO DRAW HIM AGAIN (has art block)

Woaah!!

[bittersweetblasphemy]

as much as I dislike being around my parents, i got to see my sweet boy and thought y'all would like to see him.

his name is Marrok, is the goodest boy ever, and he'll be 15 this September!